| A Foggy Day |
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| Miscellaneous |
| A FOGGY DAY |
| George and Ira Gershwin |
| A foggy day, in London town |
| It had me low, and it had me down |
| I viewed the morning, with much alarm |
| The British Museum, had lost its charm |
| How long I wondered, could this thing last |
| But the age of miracles, it hadn’t past |
| And suddenly, I saw you standing right there |
| And in foggy London town, the sun was shining everywhere |
